Diary of a Loser Beauty Queen

(that’s not a first place trophy) When I was younger, I was all about putting on performances. I loved the spotlight. I’d sing, I’d dance (badly), I’d dress up and do impressions, I’d put on magic shows, basically anything to entertain people. But for some reason, when it came to doing it for anything other than fun, I’d choke. I didn’t do talent shows or anything … Continue reading Diary of a Loser Beauty Queen

Carrie Bradshaw, Edited

Real talk, y’all. If you don’t respect yourself, no one’s gonna. Like I know it’s easier said than done, trust me. You like someone, you get caught up in emotions and your heart takes a wash rag to your brain and wipes out all common sense. I’ve been there. And from experience, I can tell you that you should never lower your standards or self-respect for anyone. Let … Continue reading Carrie Bradshaw, Edited

Tuesdays with Morrie: A Universal Story About Life

I can still remember the first time I read Tuesdays with Morrie. It took all of one day. It was 4 a.m. when I finished the last page. I closed the book, said my prayers, and cried myself to sleep. *** Working in a library, I’m often asked for book recommendations. Usually, I’ll try to get a sense of what the person likes before I make a suggestion but I … Continue reading Tuesdays with Morrie: A Universal Story About Life

Another September Morning

Every year on my birthday, I’m asked if I feel any older. I always say no. Because I don’t. Not in the immediate reflection, anyway. But like leaves from spring to fall, growing and changing is inevitable. It transpires without us even noticing. Then we stop and realize everything is different. It’s sad in a way, because anything lost always is, especially time, but also … Continue reading Another September Morning

Hello, Stranger

I am totally the type of person that fidgets in elevators to avoid awkward silence. And unexpected eye contact makes me damn near pee my pants. But on the flip side, I’m a pretty outgoing and social person. And at work, I have no problem talking to new people and making light conversation. So why is it that in certain situations, I get so nervous of simply saying hello? … Continue reading Hello, Stranger

There’s Something About a Coffee Shop

When I was little, my mom and I used to have these mother/daughter days on weekends and she’d take me wherever I wanted to go (in reasonable vicinity  – Atlanta or the suburbs – and nowhere too expensive; she was a single mother and we often dug out quarters from the car seats for gas money – Six Flags was off limits). Being the strange … Continue reading There’s Something About a Coffee Shop